I never gave you a smile, never gave you my time,
Never got in that plane, never bought that ticket.
The seconds are ticking away, but they’re all mine.
Where do I put my love once you call it wicked?
I was never vulnerable, I was never that open,
Never thought it was you who I should be fearing.
I sprinkled my kindness right into your oven.
You burned it alive, called the cries endearing.
I gave you company while dying from loneliness,
But I never should have wasted so much peace.
The city corners branded me the pale baroness,
And they predicted that your love is a disease.
You never gave me hope, never wasted my time,
Never waited at the airport, never brought me joy.
The kindness is slipping away with the chimes.
Where will you put my love once I break that toy?
-Jackie